I could notice she was being honest; she was really thanking me, as I didn't question anything. I changed my mind again. I would not torture her now, ...even if it was a light torture. Erica needed to know about pleasure. She needed to know that things that makes we all act like animals, "Girl, did you ever had an orgasm?" I asked her."I—I don't know," she whispered insecure."You don't know what an orgasm is?" I asked grinning and she hesitantly shook her head. Holy fuck, that was awesome. "I'll. Does not my playing with your penis make you feel like doing anything I tell you?" Oh, yeess, Ma'am," Carl sighed."Good. Very good. Now close your eyes and tell me everything about yourself," she commanded."Oh, yes, Ma'am," Carl murmured as her hand on his cock slowly put him in a pleasant, dreamy mood. His eyelids drifted shut. He heard her voice, as if from far away, asking him questions: his name, where he lived, his friends and family, his job... He heard his voice answering. Eventually,. I was so excited that my eyes rolled back in my head and I started bobbing faster, sucking hard on his fat cock, and eventually gagging myself.I had been taking as much into my mouth as I could and just got carried away, tapping the back of my own throat with a, "Gugh!"I immediately opened my mouth quickly pulling off of his with a little cough before spitting on it, and stroking the shaft with my little fist as I dipped my head down to lick and suck on his balls.When I pulled one of his "eggs". I said that we all should go to the kitchen and get some snacks and drinks. An idea welcomed by all. Kate in front and the rest of us in tow. Kate entering the kitchen stopped and bend over pretending picking something up from the floor. She did it only to expose her perfect ass, cunt and asshole. We laughed and felt at ease with my wife’s naughtiness. I started to make sandwiches, Will was behind my wife feeling her up, kissing and licking her neck and with a free hand, caressing her erect.